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“What happened?”
“This woman called Carla something talked to me, and she was throwing all kinds of shade. Then I couldn’t find you…”
I kiss the top of her head. I should have imagined Carla wouldn’t be too kind to her. After all, she’s best friends with Susan. “Carla is bitter because her husband left her for someone else.” I can imagine the two of them hate us—understandably so. But still not Britney’s fault.
She disengages from me. “Let me guess, she was younger too?”
I nod.
She shakes her head. “Everywhere we go, people hate us.”
“That’s not true.”
“Isn’t it? It didn’t go well with my group of friends or yours. Your ex-wife doesn’t want me around your kids. What about when you meet my parents? Do you think it’ll go any smoother?”
I draw in a breath, considering her points. They’re all valid, of course. What father would like his nineteen-year-old daughter to date someone two decades older, recently divorced and with baggage the size of a trunk? “No. But that doesn’t mean we aren’t worth it, Britney. People will get used to it. It’s just new now, but give it time.”
“Why should I? To just extend the obvious?”
A cold shiver zaps down my back. “What are you talking about?”
“That one day you’ll get tired of me,” she says, a trace of nervousness in her voice.
Get tired of her? If anything, I fear the opposite. I fear becoming so addicted to her I’ll lose control of everything around me. Maybe that’s happened already, and I’m just in denial. “That will never happen,” I say, curling my finger under her chin. “I love you,” I say, and my shoulders drop a notch.
“You… love me?”
“Yes. I love you and I’m not going anywhere,” I repeat, now with more certainty—both in my voice and my heart.
“I… I love you too. I can’t believe what I’m hearing.”
I grab her hand and put it over my chest. “You’d better believe it. I’ll show it to you.”
I kiss her, and the world disappears beneath our feet. Heat ignites in my body, leaving no cell untouched by the lust growing inside me. I intensify the kiss, fucking her with my mouth, unsure if I want to leave her breathless or if I’ll die first.
She puts her arms around me, her hands perusing around my back, claiming me as hers. I shouldn’t even think about taking her here, but it’s no longer my decision. I love her, and she loves me. Our bodies crave this celebration, and who am I to stop?
16
Britney
He pushesme against the tree trunk, and hikes up my dress. I half expect him to slide inside me and fuck me until we’re both sated, but he has other plans.
Growling, he kneels before me, and pulls down my underwear. A cool breeze caresses my shaved pussy, and he closes his mouth around it. I nearly lose balance, and lean onto the trunk behind me so I don’t fall.
Soon, he swipes his tongue between my folds, licking my cream, sending shivers up my spine. I moan, rocking my hips into his mouth, riding his face without shame. He takes all of me, hungrily, greedily, the only way he knows how.
“That’s right, Daddy. Eat my pussy.”
Encouraged, he hooks his hands under my ass, locking me into place, and thrusting his sinful tongue inside me. Pleasure stirs in my clit, and it throbs, blood pounding in my veins. Sweat slicks over my forehead, and suddenly I feel so hot—so hot I wish I could strip off my clothes and run naked through the bushes. The raw, primal, honest emotion pumps into me, and I come, biting my lip so I won’t scream, but damn—it’s hard.
“Oh Daddy…” I whisper, my voice trailing off, my body convulsing but somehow magically still upright—all thanks to Hunter.
He stands, and kisses me—I taste my cream in his mouth, and suddenly the zingy energy of the orgasm comes to life again, and I’m somehow more aroused, and need him again. He snatches me to him, and soon, we both fall on the dirt. I roll on top of him, chuckling.
I straddle him, nesting my pussy close to his cock.
“That’s right, dirty girl… use me. Take what you need,” he says in a low growly voice. “Fuck me.”
